She suddenly wanted to ask about the future, just tons and tons of questions about how she was in five years, about how everyone would be, but she stopped herself.

She shouldn't be playing with time and know things like this. She'd seen the future and it wasn't bad, maybe asking about it could change it all.

And part of her was scared about what it might be like.

Jenny shook her head 'no', never letting go of her hold on Midnighter's neck and shoulders. "I was in the Carrier and then... I wasn't. I was told to this," she motioned to her communicator, "and dog tags. They're in my pockets."